Reverie

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- Reverie, a virtual reality program

where the impossible becomes possible.

Anything you desire you can find here.

But sometimes, people get lost.

Caught between fantasy and reality.

That's where she comes in. Her name is Mara Kint.

Her job, find the lost ones and bring them home.

And maybe by saving them,

she just might find a way to save herself.

Previously on "Reverie"...

- But why are you so concerned about her, Charlie?

- She's running around in other people's brains,

using a technology we barely understand.

Exitus!

- Have you noticed anything unusual

since the BCI was implanted?

Weird stuff, hallucinations?

We call it derealization. It's a temporary effect.

Put away anything associated with the person,

pictures, whatever, and take one of these.

Hi, there.

- Good-bye, have a good day.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

- Hi, you mind staying open a tick longer?

I'd like to make a withdrawal.

- Everybody, hands in the air! - Get down on the floor!

- On the ground, now! - Get down, don't move.

- All of you, out from behind the counter, now!

- Do I have your undivided attention?

Good. In case anyone's confused,

my colleagues and I are here to extract

every last dollar from this fine establishment.

- Go. Load it up, load it up.

Hell yeah.

Thank you very much for your cooperation.

Believe me, the pleasure is all mine.

Nate, are you in there?

Nate.

Nate, I'm coming in.

Oh, my God. Nate.

Nate, can you hear me?

Nate!

Why do you keep doing this?

Hi, there.

Would you sit with me?

I know this isn't real.

I mean, I don't even know what you are.

You're not a ghost, are you?

No, okay.

Forget I even said that, because that would be weird.

As if this isn't already weird enough, but...

My God, is it good to see you again.

You smiled.

Can I give you a hug?

Just a little one?

No, no, oh.

Oh, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Charlie, what's up?

- Mr. Hallo was fired from his job,

is severely in debt, and now he and my client

are in danger of losing their home.

All as a direct result of this time spent in Reverie.

Which is why-- - Mr. Baez--

- Which is why this morning, we're filing suit

against Onira-Tech for damages.

Your husband's name is Nate?

How long has this been going on?

Three months.

That's when he started using Reverie.

He's completely disappeared from my life.

- I am so sorry you're going through this.

- We're all very sorry, Mrs. Hallo.

But spending time in Reverie was your husband's choice.

No, this wasn't a choice.

We're having a baby in a few months, and uh...

I don't even know if he's going to be there.

The Nate I married would never do something like that.

He couldn't. You don't know him, but...

he's always been there for me.

When my mother was dying,

he slept every night in the hospital for a month.

Now, he can't even talk to me.

Something's wrong.

He's all that I have now, I can't lose him.

Please.

I need him out of that program.

- I'm sorry, Mrs. Hallo. It doesn't work that way.

- Can't you just turn it off?

- Nate can't come out unless he chooses to.

What if that never happens?

What am I supposed to do then?

- Okay, okay, I think we're done here.

- Give me one day. - Excuse me?

- Mrs. Hallo, I'm going to do everything that I can

to bring your husband back.

But I really need you to trust me.

You have one day.

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Apertus.

Okay.

All right, where are you, Nate?

Well, that's definitely not him.

Okay, come on, come on.

Nobody goes into Reverie to be a looky-loo.

Badges and guns. Okay, now we're talking.

- The bank is surrounded, come out with your hands up.

- Uh, excuse me? - Whoa, ma'am.

You need to clear the area right now.

- I'm looking for Nate Hallo, have you seen him?

Go!

- You! - Hold your fire.

- You're Nate Hallo. - Civilian in the line of fire!

- Stop distracting me, I'm in the middle of a robbery here.

- Yes, I know. I can see that.

- My name is Mara Kint. I work for Omira-Tech.

Nate, you're in trouble. You have to leave.

What? No, stop, stop.

What?

- Come back! Get back here!

Money!

Wait, he was a bank robber?

How did you know it was him if he was wearing a mask?

- He was standing on a car, holding a gun,

a bag of money, and taunting the police.

If that's not a depressed suburbanite's fantasy,

I don't know what is. - Any idea why he's staying in?

- He flew away on a helicopter before we could talk about it.

What is that, anyway?

- Design images Alexis asked me to put together.

She has a presentation to the board tomorrow.

I bet she loves that.

- It's hard to describe just how much she hates it.

Like the heat of 10,000 suns starts to get there, but...

You know, you could try red teaming Hallo.

- Red what? - Red teaming.

It's a tech company thing.

When you run into an obstacle you can't overcome,

you try a counter-intuitive approach.

The opposite of what logic suggests.

- So, instead of me chasing him,

I get him to come to me.

Exactly.

Oh, I wouldn't go in there.

Alexis is preparing for tomorrow.

And her mood is less than receptive.

- How's it coming? - Eh, there's still time.

How's Mara doing with Hallo?

- Made contact, she's trying again.

- Hmm. What's her state of mind?

She says it's good.

I've been monitoring her EEG, like you asked.

Brainwave activity is well within normal parameters.

Though there is more volatility than I'd like to see.

- Paul, is she in trouble or not?

- She's fine, as long as she takes her meds

and stays away from imagery that induces derealization.

- The effects she was experiencing...

they're hallucinations, right?

- She said she was seeing somebody from her past.

She say who she saw?

- I didn't think it was my business to ask, to be honest.

Is there something I should know?

Nothing at all.

- Can you help me? - Uh, maybe.

- Hi, I'm Mara Kint. - Casey Hathaway.

You're the 2.0 lady. Awesome.

So you're a designer.

- Yeah, I float between the teams.

Decal there runs the wind team, Megan's in charge of water,

and we all work on greenery.

- Okay, so I need help getting ready for a Reverie.

Sure, anything I can do.

- I know that I can change my look when I go in,

and carry something small, like a gun.

Well, the question is, can I carry something much larger?

- Yeah, absolutely. What did you have in mind?

- He's shooting, then he takes off on a helicopter,

throwing money like a madman.

Is that what I think it is?

Hey, boss, check out that armored truck.

Oh, wow.

Have a look at that.

Take the front, I'll take the back.

You again.

Give me some space.

I said give me some space. What--